Bands

I got bands I got bands I got bands I got bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands Bands... bands... bands... So much power in both of my legs... On leg day!... Enough speed to run away from feds... fuck 5.0... I need protein 'bout to scramble some eggs... That's breakfast... Forget the carbs though I just want the bread... That Doe boy! Iliotibial... bands... The bands though! ITBS...Oh... Damn! Damn! Let that sink in like quick... sand! Crazy! Getting better that shit is in my hands..! I got it... Are your knees weak man do you feel the pain? It hurts though... My joints they don't really feel the same! They don't though... That whole area really feels inflamed! From all that flexing and the running man... Run dat tings Is it that hard for us to stay in shape! Wooo... Though I can't quit no I won't press escape! no... Went to therapy for physio tape... TAPE Got an appointment I cannot be late! Nah I've got to take days off to handle this... Handle that A couple training days that I will miss. Miss me with that... Ignoring it right now is far from bliss... Far from that I swear I'm cheesed bruh... Swiss..! Swiss swiss swiss swiss I'll be right back let me get back on track! Track track track track Hold it down 'till the return of the mac! Mac mac mac mac My team don't lack no no my team doesn't lack... no... My squad want to Win it! Win it! Win it! Win it! Win it! Lower my digits... Up my performance... Kill 'em with silence... 'cause I won't tell 'em... How I've been doing... One way to know it... Come see me... Dapping up my bros who good with the crew And They know me... and They know me... and They know me... I got bands I got bands I got bands I got bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands I got bands I got bands I got bands I got bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands What you gon' do with the? Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands What you gon' do with the? Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands What you gon' do with the? Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands On the real we don't have the same stacks... Moving weight by the squat rack... Shackled up with them big chains I put in work like a black slave My journey is a whole escapade The progress I've made just escalated... Saying as of late, I've been waiting Taking my time, I've been patient I take it there to another notch Been on the court taking many shots We go harder than cinder block Rep after rep without a spot Most the time I train anaerobic I let loose 'cause the bands elastic Run around smooth never robotic Dealing with all this acid lactic My body is basically a chick magnet! From bigorexia to anorexic Appears on my lap, that's magic Can't leave it alone nah can't neglect it I got bands I got bands I got bands I got bands I got bands